From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 365 Yao Girl Trapped in Trust Crisis, Ambiguity Quietly Sprouts

"Consider? Lord Demon King, what are you still considering?" I almost roared, at these stubborn fools!

I used all my persuasive skills and eloquent words to finally crack this stubborn, hard rock, but now it's frozen over again!

A surge of anger suddenly welled up inside me. I really wanted to grab the Wind Demon King by the collar and ask him if his head was filled with tofu dregs.

But I can't.

I have to endure it!

I took a deep breath and forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace. "Wind Demon King, this oversight mechanism is actually beneficial to the demon race! It can ensure..."

"Benefits? Hmph, who knows what tricks you're up to!" The Shadow's sharp and sarcastic voice pierced my ears like a needle.

That bastard has been going against me from the very beginning, and now he's stirring things up, as if he wants to see the world in chaos!

I glared at him fiercely; if that look could kill, he would probably be reduced to ashes by now!

Before I could even retort, I sensed that the atmosphere around me had changed.

Those demons who were originally relatively calm are now acting like they've been injected with adrenaline, staring at me with their eyes practically bulging out.

I could even hear them gritting their teeth and hurling some foul curses.

"Shadow Demon, that's enough!" I roared, unable to contain myself any longer, my chest heaving violently as if it were about to explode.

I feel like a wild beast trapped in a cage, surrounded by enemies and utterly helpless.

"What, did I hit the nail on the head? Are you getting angry now?" The shadowy figure laughed sarcastically, a smile that was more like a grimace.

“You…” I was so angry that I was trembling all over, but I had no way to refute it.

I was clearly acting in the common interest of both the immortal and demon realms, so why can't they understand?

Why are they doing this to me?

Just when I was about to break down, I heard a whisper behind me, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, cold and grating.

I turned around abruptly and saw several of my colleagues from the celestial realm whispering to each other, their eyes darting around, filled with suspicion and disdain.

Zhao Xianzi stood in the crowd, a cold smile on her lips, her eyes looking at a clown.

I instantly realized, it was her!

She spread the rumors!

A chill ran from my feet straight to my head. I felt like I had fallen into an ice cave. My whole body was freezing, and my blood seemed to have frozen.

I stood there like a fool, letting them criticize and point fingers at me.

I once thought I was fighting for a noble goal, that I was saving humanity, that I was creating miracles.

But now, I am like a discarded pawn, manipulated by others, isolated and helpless.

Feelings of injustice, anger, and despair surged into my heart like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming me.

I gritted my teeth and refused to let the tears fall.

I can't cry, I can't give up!

Suddenly, a powerful aura descended, and the surrounding noise instantly fell silent.

A familiar voice rang in my ears: "What's going on?"

I suddenly looked up and saw...

It's Wen Chen! What brings him here?

I stared at him blankly, momentarily forgetting to react.

Wen Chen was dressed in white, spotless, as if he were a celestial being descended from the heavens to the mortal world.

His features were exquisite, yet he possessed a cold and aloof air, radiating a powerful aura that made people afraid to look him directly in the eye.

He slowly scanned his surroundings, and wherever his gaze fell, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to even breathe.

Finally, his gaze fell on me, his eyes carrying a hint of reproach, a hint of worry, and a hint of... emotions I couldn't understand.

"What's going on?" he asked again, his voice deep and magnetic, yet carrying an undeniable authority.

I opened my mouth, but found that I couldn't say anything.

It felt like there was a wad of cotton stuck in my throat; all my grievances, anger, and resentment turned into silent sobs.

"Speak!" Wen Chen's voice rose a few decibels, tinged with impatience.

I took a deep breath, tried to calm myself down, and briefly recounted what had happened.

I did not embellish or deliberately conceal anything; I simply stated the facts objectively.

After hearing my explanation, Wen Chen's face darkened even more.

He turned to look at the Wind Demon King, his tone icy: "Demon King, is this how your demon race treats its guests?"

The Wind Demon King's expression changed slightly, and he quickly explained, "Immortal Venerable, please calm down, this is just a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding?" Wen Chen sneered. "I think it's because your demon race has no sincerity in cooperating at all!"

"Immortal Venerable, please understand, we demons..." The Wind Demon King wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Wen Chen.

"Enough!" Wen Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority. "I don't want to hear your excuses. I'll only ask one question: is this cooperation between your demon race or not?"

The Wind Demon King fell silent.

He knew that Wen Chen was truly enraged.

If he dares to utter another word of "no," he'll probably be killed on the spot today.

After a long silence, the Wind Demon King finally spoke slowly: "Cooperation, of course we must cooperate. But..."

"Just what?" Wen Chen pressed on relentlessly.

"But... this oversight mechanism..." The Wind Demon King stammered, clearly still unwilling to give up.

"The oversight mechanism is to ensure the smooth progress of cooperation and to prevent anyone from interfering." Wen Chen's tone softened somewhat. "Demon King, I know what you're worried about. But you must believe me, I will not allow anyone to harm the interests of the Demon Clan."

The Wind Demon King raised his head and looked into Wen Chen's deep eyes, as if trying to see something in them.

In the end, the Wind Demon King still chose to compromise.

Hearing this, my heart finally settled down.

I know that this crisis is finally over for the time being.

However, before I could even feel happy, I heard Wen Chen's voice again: "Xiao Yao, come with me."

I paused for a moment, then instinctively looked at Wen Chen. His

I hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

We came to a secluded corner, and Wen Chen stopped and turned to look at me.

"Do you know what you're doing?" His voice was soft, but carried a hint of reproach.

"I..." I opened my mouth, but didn't know how to explain.

"You're taking too much of a risk!" Wen Chen interrupted me. "Have you thought about what would happen if something happened to you?"

“I…” I lowered my head, not daring to look into his eyes.

"You're always like this, rushing forward recklessly without ever considering the consequences!" Wen Chen's voice carried a hint of helplessness. "Who do you think you are? Are you a savior? Can you save everyone?"

“I’m not…” I retorted softly.

"You're not? Then why did you do it?" Wen Chen's voice rose a few decibels. "You knew it was dangerous, you knew there would be opposition, you knew someone would frame you, why did you still do it?"

“Because…because I believe it’s the right thing to do.” I looked up into Wen Chen’s eyes and said firmly, “I believe that only through cooperation can the realms of immortals and demons coexist peacefully. I believe that only through cooperation can everyone live a better life.”

Wen Chen looked at me and remained silent for a long time.

"You're such a fool," he said softly, his tone tinged with affection.

I was stunned and couldn't believe my ears.

"Do you know that what you're doing makes me very worried?" Wen Chen's voice was even softer, as if afraid of disturbing something.

My heart suddenly started racing, and my cheeks began to burn.

I felt like I'd been struck by an electric current, and my whole body went numb.

“I…” I stammered, not knowing what to say.

"Alright, stop talking." Wen Chen suddenly interrupted me, took a step forward, and gently pulled me into his arms.

I froze completely, too afraid to move.

I could feel Wen Chen's warm embrace, smell his faint fragrance, and hear his strong heartbeat.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Wen Chen's voice rang in my ear, carrying a hint of gentleness.

I could no longer hold back my tears, and they streamed down my face.

I don't know why I cried. Maybe it was because I felt wronged, maybe it was because I was moved, maybe it was because of... something else.

Wen Chen didn't say anything, but just held me quietly and gently patted my back, as if comforting an injured child.

I don't know how much time passed before I finally stopped crying.

I looked up and saw Wen Chen looking down at me.

"Are you still crying?" he asked softly.

I shook my head.

Wen Chen smiled and gently wiped away the tears on my face.

His movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting me.

Looking into his gentle eyes, the grievances and unease in my heart gradually dissipated.

"Wen Chen..." I called softly.

"Hmm?" Wen Chen responded.

"Thank you," I said sincerely.

Wen Chen smiled but didn't say anything.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat ambiguous, and my heart started racing again.

I felt my cheeks burning hot, and my breathing became rapid.

I lowered my head in a panic, not daring to look Wen Chen in the eye.

“Xiao Yao.” Wen Chen suddenly spoke, his voice deep and magnetic.

"Hmm?" I looked up at him, a hint of doubt in my eyes.

Wen Chen looked at me, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but didn't say anything.

Just then, footsteps broke the ambiguous atmosphere.

I quickly broke free from Wen Chen's embrace and straightened my clothes.

Wen Chen also regained his usual cold demeanor, as if nothing had happened.

Special Envoy Li and Elder Sun came over, and when they saw us, they were taken aback at first, but then they returned to normal.

"Immortal Venerable, Miss Xiao." Envoy Li bowed respectfully.

"Hmm," Wen Chen responded faintly.

“Miss Xiao, we have reviewed your proposal, and it is excellent,” Elder Sun said with a smile. “We all believe it is a very feasible plan.”

"Really? That's wonderful." I suppressed my inner turmoil and tried to appear calm.

"Miss Xiao, your proposal is truly amazing!" Special Envoy Li exclaimed. "You not only listed the needs and concerns of both sides in detail, but also proposed an innovative resource allocation and task division plan. It's truly brilliant!"

"Yes, this plan takes into account the interests of both the immortals and the demons, so we can't find any major faults with it," Elder Sun said with a smile, stroking his beard.

I smiled modestly and said, "You flatter me. I was just doing my best."

"Miss Xiao, I have to admire your plan!" The voice of the Wind Demon King suddenly came.

I turned my head and saw the Wind Demon King slowly walking towards me, followed by a reluctant-looking demonic figure.

"You flatter me, Lord Demon King," I said casually.

The Wind Demon King walked up to me and nodded slightly: "Miss Xiao, I agree to your plan in principle. However..."

"But what?" My heart tightened. Could something have changed again?

“However, I hope you can personally take charge of implementing this plan.” The Wind Demon King looked at me with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

I was stunned; I hadn't expected the Wind Demon King to make such a request.

"My Lord Demon King, this..."

"What, you're not willing?" The Wind Demon King interrupted me.

"No, it's not that I'm unwilling..." I quickly explained, "It's just that I'm worried about my abilities..."

"I believe in you." The Wind Demon King looked at me with unwavering eyes. "I believe you can do this well."

Looking into the Wind Demon King's trusting eyes, a warm feeling welled up inside me.

"Okay, I promise you." I took a deep breath and said firmly.

The Wind Demon King smiled and nodded: "Okay."

The shadowy figure snorted coldly, clearly very dissatisfied with the result.

“Xiao Yao,” Wen Chen suddenly spoke, his voice low, “come here.”